I totally just felt like the World's Strongest Man carrying in that last load of groceries, except for, you know, instead of carrying a car or pulling a 44 ton airplane, I was carrying 6 things of apple juice, 4 bottles of salad dressing, 3 boxes of storage baggies, 2 boxes of Hot Pockets, 2 boxes of Tyson chicken patties and 1 jar of Peter Pan peanut butter.
That, and I'm a woman.
2 Responses to “World's Strongest Man”
Very nice. I always find I'm capable of carrying a ridiculous amount of groceries from the car to my apartment - just so I won't have to climb the stairs AGAIN!
I don't know if I would have been able to carry them up stairs. I have this habit (which I hadn't even noticed until last night) of carrying one bag of groceries per finger and I had already carried them half way across the world in the parking lot so... Yeah. My fingers felt like they were about to fall off by the time I reached the door.
Thank God for first floor apartments. =0)
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